Okay, here goes.
My grandfather died on sunday. He was very il, so it wasn't a shock.
It's his funeral on friday. But I'm NOT GOING.
My aunts want it to be very sad and depressing with lots of crying, and then have a little tea party. I'm not going because Grandad hated all that. He liked to go out to the pub and stay for hours with his friends, and was always (nearly) optimistic. I said if they are going to be stupid and make him out to be some ideal role model that we should all be like and miss so very much, then I don't care, and shall remember him in my own way.
This got me thinking about when I die. Because it is unavoidable. I wrote up a list of rules for my FUNeral (injoke):
1. No 'funeral clothes'. Dress how I would.
2. Music I liked or we had listened to together.
3. A short, funny play of my life must be written and performed.
4. Exchanging of my 'best moments' e.g.:- Jokes, stupid moments ect.
5. My favourite foods must be provided.
6. A selection of my 'achievements'- books, poems, pictures, stuff I made.
So back to my point- does not going to my Grandad's funeral make me a mean little thingamabob? confused question
All replies appreciated.
Yours confusedly,
The ever-dizzy Littlelauramouse
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